T. R. Smith, comp. Poetica Erotica: Rare and Curious Amatory Verse. 1921–22.
The Swimming Lady: Or, a Wanton Discovery
Anonymous(From Collection of Old Ballads, 1723)
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THE FOUR and twentieth Day of May, | |
Of all Times in the Year, | |
A Virgin-Lady bright and gay, | |
Did privately appear | |
Close by a River-side, which she | 5 |
Did single out the rather, | |
’Cause she was sure, she was secure, | |
And had an Intent to bath her. | |
With glittering Glance, her jealous Eyes, | |
Did slyly look about, | 10 |
To see if any lurking Spies, | |
Were hid to find her out; | |
And being well resolv’d that none | |
Could view her Nakedness; | |
She puts her Robes off, one by one | 15 |
And doth her self undress. | |
A purple Mantle (fringed with Gold) | |
Her Ivory Hands unpin, | |
It would have made a Coward bold, | |
Or tempted a Saint to sin; | 20 |
She turns about to look again, | |
I hope, says she, I am safe, | |
And then a Rosy Petticoat, | |
She presently put off. | |
The Snow-white Smock which she had on | 25 |
Transparently so decked her, | |
It looked like Cambrick-Lawn, upon | |
An Alabaster Picture, | |
Thro’ which your Eye might faintly spy | |
Her Belly and her Back; | 30 |
Her Limbs were strait, and all was white | |
But that which should be black. | |
The Part which she’s ashamed to see | |
Without a bashful Blush, | |
Appeared like curious Tiffany | 35 |
Displayed upon a Bush: | |
But that Posterior extreme Limb | |
She cannot look upon, | |
Did like a twisted Cherry seem | |
Before the white was gone. | 40 |
As when a Masquing Scene is drawn, | |
And new Lights do appear, | |
When she put off her Smock of Lawn, | |
Just such a Sight was there: | |
The bright Reflection of her Eyes, | 45 |
In every Limb was strowed, | |
As when the radiant Sun doth rise, | |
And gild each neighbouring Cloud. | |
Into a fluent Stream she leapt, | |
Which looked like liquid Glass; | 50 |
The Fishes from all Quarters crept, | |
To see what Angel ’twas; | |
She did so like a Vision look, | |
Or Fancy in a Dream, | |
’Twas thought the Sun the Sky forsook, | 55 |
And dropt into the Stream, | |
Each Fish did wish himself a Man, | |
About her all were drawn, | |
And at the Sight of her began | |
To spread abroad their Spawn: | 60 |
She turned to swim upon her Back, | |
And so display’d her Banner, | |
If Jove had then in Heaven been | |
He would have dropt upon her. | |
Thus was the River’s Diamond Head, | 65 |
With Pearl and Sapphire crowned: | |
Her Legs did shove, her Arms did move, | |
Her Body did rebound; | |
She that did quaff the Juice of Joy, | |
(Fair Venus Queen of Love) | 70 |
With Mars did never in more ways, | |
Of melting Motion move. | |
A Lad that long her Love had been, | |
And could obtain no Grace, | |
For all her prying, lay unseen; | 75 |
Hid in a secret Place; | |
Who having been repulsed when he | |
Did often come to woo her, | |
Pull’d off his Clothes, and furiously | |
Did run and leap in to her. | 80 |
She shrieks, she strives, and down she dives, | |
He brings her up again, | |
He got her o’er, upon the Shore, | |
And then, and then, and then! | |
As Adam did old Eve enjoy, | 85 |
You may guess what I mean; | |
Because she all uncovered lay, | |
He covered her again. | |
With wat’ry Eyes, she pants, and cries | |
I’m utterly undone, | 90 |
If you’ll not be wedded unto me, | |
E’er the next Morning Sun; | |
He answered her, I’ll never stir | |
Out of thy Sight ’till then; | |
We’ll both clap Hands, in Wedlock Bands, | 95 |
Marry, and to’t agen. | |